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"I'll lend you for a little while, a child of mine," He said.
"For you to love while it lives, and give it a warm bed.
"It may be six or seven years, or eighty two or three.
But, will you 'til I call it back, take care of it for me?
"It will bring it's charms to gladden you, and it's stay will be brief.
You'll have it's lovely memories for years beyond belief.
"I cannot promise it will stay, as all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn.
"I've looked wide world over in my search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I've selected you.
"Now you will give it all your love - not think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come to call to take it back again.
"I fancied that I heard it say 'Dear Lord, thy will be done'
For all the joy this child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
"We'll shower it with tenderness, and love it while we may.
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
"And should the angel call for him to go it on it's own someday,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, those times it is away.
Submitted by Heather Haas 08-03-01
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